Today was a very good day. We finished three weeks of camp with amazingly wonderful, talented kids who included Punk and Kooka in everything. We spent a few hours at Katie's pool and caught up with our friends. There was a family dinner - which has been scarce this week, and "special time" for both kids - Kooka with Dad and Punk with Mom. Kooka and Dad shot things with a cork gun in the basement. Punk and Mom played legos and read Harry Potter.
Then we teamed up again for giant chocolate marshmallow sundaes downtown. It was dark, and the fountain was lit up - a very good night to be 5 and 8 and up past your bedtime. The breeze was cool and the sky was a crazy mix of midnight blue and turquoise - like a giant tie-dyed t-shirt, with a few stars sprinkled in for good measure.
We meandered toward the waterfall - and even though there was a cool breeze, the water was still and shone like glass. Both kids were giggling and skipping and marvelling at the reflections cast on the river from the street lights. Then Punk snuggles next to me and says, "Isn't it great that the world is so full of beauty and wonder and adventure? I am so glad that I got to be right here right at this moment. That I got to live this life on this day."
He was right - and just for then - we were all living in the moment - right here right now.
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